Ideally, I’d love to think of myself as writing hopeful posts which have a positive effect on readers, but the truth is my experiences are not always positive and I’m not always emotionally or mentally in a place to be able to put that kind of a spin on them. So, sometimes - more so recently – it seems all I have to write about is the darker side of being an ME/CFS sufferer. So, I find myself going to and fro between wondering how awful it is to dwell on the bad so much and thinking that negative or positive, it is an honest account of my experiences.
The truth of the matter is that there is no such thing as a positive or a negative ME/CFS sufferer, all that happens is being ill and spending too much time alone drives us to think too much and to question the most ridiculous aspects of our lives.
Like I’m doing now.